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The We in Me

Updated on December 27, 2013
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The We of Me

By Tony DeLorger © 2013


Who then stares back at me,

with all those weathered lines and angst,

lost within the blue-toned speckled flecks of my eyes,

looking through to the darkness of what lay beneath,

the bottomless abyss of where a soul resides,

struggling, edging its way into the ascendant light.


Who delves deepest, I wonder,

is it me, or does he see past the blood and bone shell,

into the furthest reaches of buried truths, fears and aspirations,

deep into the flesh of what I am,

beneath the silken text of a would be life,

the hopes lain in a gravel pit, stone walls surrounding.


I see him from a different perspective,

failure etched into flesh, disappointment like a blemish,

distortion the harm of self-loathing,

those secrets of hurt impaled in a heart,

faith dragged through the clog mire,

and foundations shaken, requiring shoring up.


He stares back out of helplessness,

lost to his own culpability, mistakes and misguidedness,

pleading forgiveness and a glimpse of future,

somehow in a haze of speculation and concern,

awaiting the hand of providence,

to restore what has been lost.


I see this picture, a man by a huge elm tree,

windswept and alone, overlooking a fertile valley,

lush and resplendent in life abundant,

he sees this beauty, yet is transfixed, unable to leave his post,

and I am saddened that what eyes can see, cannot be in life,

and I realize this man is me.


No matter who sees who,

the we in me reflects darkness and light,

and lost is but a temporary state,

an impasse of acceptance and self-realisation,

knowing that a flower may bloom in a desert,

and soul may always find light within a world of darkness.


What we learn in reflection is often what others see, and we may know more of who we are from the undertaking.

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      Tony DeLorger 2 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks Crissalina, so glad you appreciated it. And thanks for following; I don't do a great deal on HubPages these days, but I have a large portfolio of work here. Take care.

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      crissalina 2 years ago

      profound and beautiful...

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      Tony DeLorger 2 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks jcressler . Glad you enjoyed my work. Appreciate your comment.

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      James E Cressler 2 years ago from Orlando, Florida

      Well done Tony...one to be read several times before reaching the top of the poetic "We of Me" trail. I'm sharing this on my Facebook page for future reading.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks again sligobay. 'I take the cake alright'. This just proves my brain is faster than my fingers. Happy New Year!

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      My pleasure Angela, and welcome aboard; hope I can continue to please your literary sensibilities.

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      sligobay 3 years ago from east of the equator

      You take cake as well. All the best Tony.

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      Angela Ohm 3 years ago from Beach Park, Illinois

      This is a beautiful poem ! Great writing . Thank you for sharing your talent.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Glad it provoked some thought Sligobay. Thanks for dropping by and all the best for 2014. Take cake.

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      sligobay 3 years ago from east of the equator

      Great self reflection Tony. "Knowing that a flower may bloom in the desert" is a product of experience and faith not seen by others but heard by those who listen to our words. I may see my own faith in my reflection but is my faith visible to others? But is my own self-doubt and despair visible to the view of others or must I speak it? I believe in infinite possibility such as a flower blooming in a desert. Is my hope visible to others or only myself? Warm wishes for a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Glad you connected Demas, your comment much appreciated.

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Robert Burns: (paraphrased) Oh, what a gift God gives us: to see ourselves as others see us.

      Self doubts, self acknowledgements, self confidence, and self realizations-----well done Tony!

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      It's an interesting perspective, isn't it Wayne, to try to see how others perceive us. Thanks for dropping by. Hope you had a great family Christmas.

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      Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Indeed John; glad you enjoyed it. Hope you had a great Christmas.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Very good point. Responses from others can be like a mirror showing us who and how we really are...if we have the courage to accept the truth.

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      John Hansen 3 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Wonderful poem Tony, so true that what we see when we look in the mirror is not what others see, and how we feel inside does not match our outside appearance . We are often our own worst critics.

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